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Cloak of legs.

Imagining a hypothetical tattoo — ideally, it would also go on my coat of arms, knight-style.

If only I knew where my keys are.

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What is the smallest level of self-preservation? Does information like to continue to exist? I like ways to transmit information, DNA, prions, bits. What is the best (most efficient, most varied but robust) number of bits for encryption?

the day is like one day. will it get done? the more i do the more there is.

Bought a whole bunch of flowers still in seed form, I think I will plant them carelessly outside my window and hope for some nonzero percent yield. The directions are very specific, and in the metric system.

ultimate sunburst.



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  • and/but: Yeah, there's good reason to despise the desire to define terms: define "define." Define "desire." Define "reason." Bleh, etc., and so on. But I wond
  • Wonder: So I wonder why you cross lines between all levels of abstraction so swiftly and I wonder whether you even notice. I wonder to what degree these c
  • realsnowfake: omg I bring I back from he dead just for you, zombie blooooog

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